Operator Speaking by Zachary Constantine
 

Archive for October, 2006

Journal

Monday, October 30th, 2006

State of Affairs: Things are going well enough with       now. Got a haircut and shaved – starting to feel better about myself. Want to publish something soon. Ideas: Ridiculous right-wing manifesto Shady business guide which exposes common loopholes and practices Blacklist – profiles, biographies, background reports for political/economic conspirators

Short Quick Trip to Hell

Friday, October 27th, 2006

I am on a bus, taking a short quick trip to hell. The driver speaks no English – he doesn’t know a language and he was chosen for his job in part for this reason. He doesn’t care about any of these facts. The other passengers are smiling. They don’t know the real destination that [...]

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Friday, October 27th, 2006

Late for work. Fourth day in a row. How I must loathe being punctual.

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Thursday, October 26th, 2006

Late for work. Third day in a row. I am not so sick anymore. Why is it so hard to wake up?

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Wednesday, October 25th, 2006

Still out of touch. I am sick and deluded. There is so much confusion – it is as though I am lost entirely in my job, and in my personal life.

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Friday, October 13th, 2006

A short story’s plot, or an inclusion for a paper on societal control. The written word was devised to speak in the place of the author – what if the anonymous author of street signs were an active speaker for some individuals? Pure paranoid delusion speaking to those who cannot be sure whether or not [...]

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Friday, October 13th, 2006

I think I may be going insane, or just stupid. If I stop drinking every night I can know for sure. The horrible possibility… of experiencing life reversed haunts me, as do the subtle and maniacal permutations of the printed word.

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Wednesday, October 11th, 2006

      is gone. She will not answer the phone. I wonder if she is dead?       is in town. She is waiting for my call. I have yet to dial. I am going home. It has been a long day. I may turn off my phone.

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Wednesday, October 11th, 2006

      to      . I was drunk and surly last night while she implored me to stop being “asexual”. She said she would be back within two months. I miss her already.